First Meeting Through dappled shadows, he pad. His silent passage only marked by the rhythmic swish of his tail. His eyes alert to any changes in the forest pattern. With his other senses, he probed for what the eyes could not find. A sense of wanderlust pervaded his soul, knowing not what he sought. His eyes ears slowly perked forward as something broke the forest’s subtle sameness. A sight, a sound or a smell; his attention now focused on finding nature’s break. There it was!, he thinks , a movement of color against the normal greys and greens. A flash of warm rust against the cool greys. The scent of felloFirst Meeting
Chnged my mind
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"We have doomed the Wolf not for what it is, but for what we have deliberately and mistakenly perceived it to be.. the mythologized epitome of a savage, ruthless killer.. which is in reality no more than a reflexed image of ourself."
*Snuggleluffs* your one of my greatest friends on devart!
*Squeezes*
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--- NightTracker ---
DarkWolf of Nightmares
Go ahead, let me into your dreams.. let your soothing visions become my playground...
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